She’d been born and raised as Marie Rose Jackson, living most of her life in dirt and poverty, and constantly yearning to get out of it. From a young age, she knew she was different: sneakier, tougher, wittier than all the other kids her age (and most adults she knew, to boot). In her early teens, she’d decided she’d had enough of living in a decrepit, ancient apartment, crammed in with her siblings and mother; she wanted freedom, exploration, and not having to bathe in cold water in a shared basin with her sisters, just one time, dammit.... Click here to read the rest of the story!